"But it was during the crusade that everyone discovered the mystery of this tyrant."
"He traveled east and west and discovered another dimension that none of us knew about."
"It is said that it is the territory of the devil. And the creatures and materials living in that territory are completely different from our world."
"Many of the tyrant's collections come from the abyss."
"Some things have no idea what they are used for. They are just collected and awaiting further study."
"There are just some things that this tyrant has researched and used."
"And the thing you are holding in your hand is one of them."
"It's something called a virtual spirit. It has great appeal to the undead tribe and those who practice spiritual cultivation."
"This thing itself is very durable and has the ability to slowly regenerate itself."
"The quantity is rare and it is a treasure that is impossible to see on the market."
"If this kind of thing really leaks out, it will cause chaos..."
"You just took it out and gave it to that woman?"
Ah? How could I know? I have taken out all the methods I could and used them all.
Mai Fan put on an expression as if he was afraid of being scalded by boiling water, which made the shop owner beat his chest and feet.
"Is this what's left? Is there any more? If there is anything left, take it out?"
How dare Mai Fan say that he still has a refrigerator? He quickly shook his head: "No way, it's all in your hands."
"Otherwise, how could I dare to take it out with confidence? It's just because there is nothing left, that I can take it with confidence."
"And I have already cooked all the medicine that the woman needs to recover at once."
"The piece you hold in your hand is all I have left in stock."
The shop owner looked at Mai Fan's face and felt that Mai Fan was definitely not lying.
After confirming that the thing in his hand was indeed the last piece, the boss directly stuffed the remaining piece of virtual spirit into his magic pocket.
"In order to prevent people like you from wasting precious resources... I collected it for you."
This was actually robbery in disguise, but Mai Fan was smiling.
"I don't know how to use this thing. If it's useful to you, just take it."
"But the thing between us..."
The owner of the mysterious pharmacy patted his chest, and the matter between the two of us was settled.
I'll help you settle the rest, and I won't let you go to jail or lose money.
It's just a street that was damaged, it's no big deal. I'm rich!
However, we have to wait a little longer... Where did this boy encounter the abyss crack?
There has been no news related to demons on the mainland for many years.
Abyss, or something like a virtual spirit, it should be a very deep place in the abyss, right?
The boss wanted to know, but Mai Fan didn't care and gave him a place that he could never enter.
"To be honest, if we had met earlier, I would never have told you this news."
"But now, this news is not that important to me."
"Or it's not that important anymore whether I keep this secret or not."
"Yes, you should be able to tell that my name is definitely not the name of the group from the dark side."
"I was once a child of a promising family in the Guangming clan."
"But during the fight, I was harmed by members of my family using dishonorable means."
"Yes, your guess is correct. The rupture that occurred by chance occurred within my family."
"The boss runs such a precious shop, so he must have heard about our family's affairs."
"Since that family can no longer stay, I have no worries."
"It's okay to tell the boss."
The owner of the mysterious shop was very irritable after hearing this.
Mai Fan talked a lot about loneliness.
How could he travel across mountains and rivers to the bright territory or the home of a great nobleman to search for the cracks in the abyss!
But the deal has been reached, and he can't go back on it.
"Then I hope to maintain a long-term business relationship with you."
"Your Excellency came to the dark realm and discovered two special potions in a short period of time."
Even if the second one is a waste of resources, Mai Fan's strength and good luck in the field of pharmacy are very rare.
If the guarantee is not complete, this person will be able to invent even more bizarre potions in the subsequent time.
If you sign a cooperation agreement with him, you won't suffer any loss.
Thinking of this, the store owner negotiated with Mai Fan for a few more words.
The two reached a preliminary agreement, and from the beginning they criticized each other, they became close friends who talked about everything.
Looking at this time, it would be better to handle matters at the city hall as soon as possible.
The shop owner didn't bother him any more, and left Mai Fan with satisfaction, heading straight to the meeting hall of the Dark City.
There he wanted to reiterate the main person responsible for the incident and deal with the subsequent compensation issue.
As for what happened next, after three days, he finished dealing with it and came back to find Willikfan.
Now, Mai Fan is the only one left in his room.
The troll who had been waiting for the boss to leave in other rooms came to Mai Fan's room.
Mai Fan stared at the tall troll in front of him and asked, "How do you feel?"
The usually silly troll, contrary to his usual self of giggling, answered quite normally: "I have never been so awake as now."
"The absorption of that potion is better than I imagined."
"It feels good to be smarter."
It's good if there is a change, then Mai Fan can explain some of the next things.
He handed over the letter given to him by Silly Troll's uncle, the leader of the Dark Troll, to Silly Troll.
"Then the rest of the business will be in your hands. This is your first time working alone. I think you will make your uncle proud of you."
The troll took it and saw that it was a list of supplies that needed to be purchased and exchanged among the tribe.
He used to be able to read words but not understand their meaning.
Now he can work in a down-to-earth manner without having to worry about being deceived by vendors.
But before that: "Thank you!"
Mai Fan waved his hand, indicating that he was welcome and that he could go back to rest first.
Just as the smarter troll left, a breath even weaker than that of the Gegru people poured into Mai Fan's body.
It seems that the trolls who have become smarter still know how to be grateful, but their gratitude is not as sincere as that of the Gegru tribe.
After all, being an advanced race, he can only do it with a little effort, and the trolls who have become smarter are not so easy to fool.
It seems that I have to be more cautious in my dealings with the dark troll.
They don't look as generous and unruly as they appear.
